Kuroko's Basketball template: the king of slacking off, Shohoku's strongest sixth man.

Moroboshi Dai smirked, his face full of mockery.

"No one on this field has ever dared to act so cocky with me."

Rukawa Kaede lowered his center of gravity and opened his arms.

His eyes were as cold as ice, and he didn't bother to give any further reaction.

"Aichi Star?"

Rukawa Kaede's tone was extremely indifferent.

"Weren't they beaten down by Mingpeng?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Moroboshi's defenses immediately crumbled.

"Arrogant brat!"

"Today I'll teach you what a nationwide-level dimensional reduction attack really means!"

Moroboshi roared in fury.

His dribbling rhythm suddenly quickened.

"Bang!"

The basketball slammed heavily between his legs.

Moroboshi Dai powered through with his right foot, making a strong breakthrough from the right side!

This is the ultimate move of love and ace.

This first step started incredibly quickly.

An ordinary defender wouldn't even get a whiff of his exhaust fumes right now.

"Passed!" Moroboshi was secretly pleased.

But just as he was about to accelerate, a wall of flesh blocked his path to break through.

"What's going on?!"

Moroboshi Dai's heart skipped a beat.

"Bang!"

The two collided violently, producing a dull thud.

Moroboshi Dai's explosive power, which he was so proud of, crashed into an iron plate.

The space didn't open up; instead, the shock made his chest feel tight.

Rukawa's lateral movement speed was simply unreasonable, completely blocking his only path.

"This guy's defense?!"

Moroboshi Dai was forced to stop the ball.

He protected the ball, a layer of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

He was completely taken aback by that one tentative probe.

This kid's one-on-one defense is insane.

Visual guidance and shoulder shaking were ineffective.

Rukawa Kaede completely relied on his beast-like instincts to have him firmly under his control!

"What's wrong?"

"this one?"

Rukawa Kaede remained expressionless.

Moroboshi almost ground his teeth to powder.

Being mocked like that by a high school freshman, who could stand it?

"Don't be so arrogant, kid!"

"Playing ball isn't just about physical strength!"

Moroboshi's eyes darkened.

As a seasoned veteran, he knew exactly how to handle these hotheads.

If brute force doesn't work, then use technique and rhythm to outmaneuver this fox!

He took a small step back with his right foot, creating a sliver of space.

This seemingly insignificant action actually concealed a deadly intent.

Moroboshi Dai is about to reveal his true colors.

His specialty is this concealed step-back three-pointer.

This time, he not only wants to vote, but also wants to add his signature "Buddha worship".

If he can fool Rukawa, he's got those three free throws in the bag!

"A freshman in high school, he loves to jump around randomly."

"If you dare to fly, I'll show you what the harsh realities of society are like!"

Moroboshi Dai was calculating his next move.

But he had no idea.

Just as he was about to show off his skills, the switch inside Rukawa Kaede's body had already been pressed.

Rukawa Kaede's breathing slowed down.

He stared intently at Moroboshi Dai's wrist and center of gravity.

The danger radar in my mind is racing.

But what followed was not panic, but extreme excitement!

The hunting instinct was completely uncontrollable.

On the sidelines, the Shohoku bench.

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair, noticing Moroboshi Dai's subtle movements and then looking at Rukawa Kaede's defensive stance.

He burst out laughing, his face full of amusement.

"Trying to outsmart a fox." Lin Bei laughed.

"Lin Bei, what did you say?" Cai Zi nervously gripped the tactical board.

"Just watch." Lin Bei stared at the court.

"Trying to deceive a fox is just asking for trouble; all the fancy tricks are just asking for trouble."

On the court, a one-on-one match at a 45-degree angle.

Moroboshi's dribbling rhythm is becoming increasingly unpredictable.

The basketball was frantically switched between his legs and behind his back.

"Just this once!" Moroboshi Dai's eyes hardened.

A textbook-perfect "Buddha worship" was delivered!

He stomped his left foot hard, and his shoulders slumped as his gaze fell.

He drew a realistic shooting arc with his right hand.

Judging by this, they're about to uproot the onions at any moment.

That move was absolutely amazing.

The shift in center of gravity and muscle contraction make it look more real than the real thing.

"Fly, brat!" Moroboshi Dai roared in his heart.

If Rukawa dares to leave the ground, he's definitely going to commit a foul!

however.

Faced with such a god-level feint.

Rukawa remained remarkably calm, his heart completely unmoved.

In that instant, all the surrounding noise disappeared.

A memory flashed through Rukawa Kaede's mind.

That was a life-or-death battle against the Mountain King.

That monster known as Japan's number one high school student, Eiji Sawakita.

In that match, he was completely outmatched by Zebei's feints.

In the face of such absolute skill, what the eyes see is all deceptive.

"Compared to that guy..."

"Your actions are too affected; there's no need for that."

"Buzz!"

The switch deep within my mind was completely flipped.

The darkness in Rukawa's eyes vanished instantly.

Two vertical pupils of a wild beast, radiating a red glow, locked onto their prey!

"Wild Red Fox!"

The status is at its peak!

In this state, he doesn't watch the game at all.

Hearing and touch.

Even the movement of the air is part of his panoramic radar.

He realized that Moroboshi Dai's muscles weren't being used at all.

He heard it too; the basketball was still rubbing against his fingertips.

"Playing me?" Rukawa Kaede raised an eyebrow.

He didn't jump at all.

His feet were firmly planted on the floor.

Moroboshi Dai realized he hadn't been fooled and was preparing to forcefully retrieve the ball and change tactics.

Right in this most vulnerable gap.

Rukawa Kaede moved!

That's ridiculously fast!

That reaction speed is incredible.

Like a red fox pouncing on its prey, Rukawa Kaede, with his ferocious aura, tore through the safe distance!

"What the hell?!"

Moroboshi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He finally saw Rukawa Kaede's beastly vertical pupils.

A chill ran straight to his head, and his whole body went numb.

He tried to force his way out, but it was too late.

"Keep both the player and the ball!"

Rukawa Kaede's cold voice exploded above his head.

A long, strong hand, like a dark cloud looming over the head, fiercely covered the basketball that had just left its grasp.

"Bang!!!"

A loud bang.

This wasn't just an ordinary block; it was an absolute game-changer!

Rukawa Kaede, in mid-air, used an extremely brutal motion to forcefully push the ball back, hand and all!

The terrifying impact slammed down down his arm.

Moroboshi Dai instantly lost his balance.

"thump!"

The mighty Love and Ace were right under the noses of the entire audience.

He collapsed onto the floor in a sorry state, like a tattered sack.

After blocking the shot, Rukawa Kaede had already launched himself into the air.

He scooped up the basketball with one hand and drove straight for Aiwa's open goal.

Take off.

Tomahawk gliding.

"boom!!!"

The rim made a buzzing sound as it was hit.

The audience was silent.

I was stunned for a full three seconds.

The referee then suddenly blew his whistle.

"Goal stands!"

"Score: 8-4!"

The Hiroshima Stadium erupted in chaos.

"Holy crap! What did I just see?!"

"Aichi Star with a Bloodstained Hat?!"

"Is this newbie cheating?!"

"He's gone berserk! Rukawa Kaede! Rukawa Kaede!"

Amidst the revelry of the entire audience.

Moroboshi Daisuke sat on the ground, his hands trembling.

His eyes were fixed.

That ace's arrogance was shattered by that bloody hat.

Humiliation, shock, and existential doubt.

His mind is completely blank right now.

Rukawa Kaede strode past him with his long legs.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, leaving behind only a cold, indifferent remark.

"I told you, you're not good enough."

This slap in the face was incredibly satisfying.

On the Shohoku bench, the players waved towels and went on a rampage.

Coach Anzai smiled and gave a high five.

however.

In the shadows at the bottom corner of the field.

Mitsui Hisashi watched Rukawa Kaede's godlike figure from behind.

She looked at her slightly trembling hands again.